Which LGBTQIA+ Cliche Do You Most Identify With?

with great pain comes the great inability to form a coherent sentence

[ID: a 4-page comic in illuminated manuscript style of a person standing outside. /1: They look to the distance and say: "What is that dolorous cloud: that dreadful fright I see now on the dark horizon?" /2: They turn, upset, and say: "Alas! It is the brain fog approaching!" A purple cloud enters the panel. /3: They hold up their hands against the approaching cloud, saying: "A curse upon that fog that steals my eloquence. I...hate...it" /4: The cloud surrounds them and they say: "cloud"..."bad" /ID]

Demons and Drag pt 2

Anitri and Surri sat on Jem's couch patiently as Jem brewed tea in the kitchen.

Anitri looked around the tidy apartment, staring at the rose mural on one of the walls. All other walls were white with forest green trims. It was rather peaceful with classical musical playing gently in the background.

A black fluffy, possibly fat, cat walked into the room, and stopped. Staring at the two strangers on the couch. It meowed loudly, fur puffing up on its neck.

"Lordie, leave them alone." Jem said as they walked in with a tea tray.

Anitri chuckled at the cats name. Surri narrowed her eyes at Jem. She's trying to understand the height difference. Yesterday Jem or Coco Rose as they're otherwise known, appeared to be about 6'5"yesterday. Now they seemed maybe 5'10". Seven inch shoes are nothing to sneeze at, but they perform in those. Wow.

"So," Jem started, "If you stay here, you will have to pay half the rent, along with obey a few rules."

The twins exchanged a look before Surri spoke their concern.

"What rules?"

Jem looked over the rim of their mug.

"No copulation in the apartment," Jem deadpanned, "Don't leave clothes in the bathroom unless you want them covered in fur, and don't touch my plants."

Anitri giggled over the use of the word copulation, while Surri rolled her eyes.

"Y'know, just because we're concubus, that doesn't mean we're sex fiends." Surri scoffed.

Jem quirked up their eyebrow in confusion and continued, "That's not what I was implying, sorry for the misunderstanding. I'm simply uncomfortable with any sort of happenings like that and do not wish for anyone to partake in such acts in my home. That would be a rule regardless of your race, species, gender or other components. Simply a boundary."

Surri was mildly surprising at how put together and generous Jem was being to them. She didn't exactly expect someone who knew them to be assassins to treat them so kindly, or even let them in their house.

"Oh, one more rule." Jem said, placing their cup gently on their coaster.

Anitri leaned his over, head on his hands as the were on his knees, "Yeah?"

"If you get blood on the floor," Jem said with a slight smirk, "Please use the rags in the purple bucket located next to the washer to wipe up the blood."

Surri wasn't completely shocked that Jem wasn't against their business but it's still appalling to hear someone so nonchalantly tell you that murder is okay.

"Well," Jem said, standing from their seat, "Do we have a deal?"

Anitri looks over to Surri with a smile. Surri sighs and stands.

"I believe we do," she answers, reaching out her hand to shake.

Jem smiles for the first time and shakes her hand.

"Let me show you the rooms."

Jem walked down one of the halls, Anitri hopping up to follow behind them quickly while Surri strolled along cautiously.

They walked by a door or two before reached the first room option.

It was a blank slate. It had a reasonable amount of space, a bathroom, and a sliding door closet. The floors were wood and the walls were pale grey. The window showed the city in all its underwhelming glory.

The next room was down the hall a bit more. It also had grey walls and wood floors but it had a smallish walk in closet, a two sink bathroom and a bay window overlooking the coast through the buildings.

"Dibs!" Anitri screeched, running to look out the window.

Jem turned towards Surri with a look that asked if she cared to challenge him. Surri shook her head with a chuckle.

Her brother may be the same age but he was so youthful. His spirit hasn't been crushed by the world yet.

'And we're going to keep it like that.' She thought to herself.

"Well," Jem's voice breach's Surri's thought, "If y'all need help moving in, feel free to ask, and if I'm not enough to help, I have a real eager to help friend."

Jem makes their way back down the hall towards the living room when they pause by the halls opening.

"Any questions?"

Surri remembered the busted up combat boots by the door that we're definitely to small for Jem.

"Whose boot are by the door?"

Jem looks over their shoulder with an almost quizzical look.

"They're Emily's."

Me having an insane attachment to shows/movies that I’ve never watched: “I’m a big fan”

psa

no one fucking tells you this so here it is:

when signing out forms to apply for disability / filling out a form for diagnosis

you’re supposed to fill it out as you on your worst days

like, I filled out forms that said I could do most things usually

like, my doctor added in the conditions like “yeah, they can feed themselves when not stressed” “they can do this when not stressed”

but how I should have filled it out was more like

“some days I can’t feed myself” “some days I can’t leave the house”

My doctor didn’t even know this, but I talked to someone who had worked with people with both developmental and intellectual disabilities for a number of years, and she told me to write down how it is for your bad days

this should be a thing they tell you, but it isn’t

part of the reason I didn’t get my autism diagnosis as soon as I should have is because I filled out forms wrong!

happy ace day everyone!!!!

Or if none matter to you at all, it’s all okay

You decide what relationships in your life are the most important. And who you're closest too. You decide what types of relationships matter to you most.

Not the asshole, that mama was out of line.

I’m sorry. I just. I just love farting stepdad so much 😭 Like use what you have available to you.

So I’ve been struggling recently with whether or not things I’ve done actually happened. Like my dreams are so plain and “normal” they seem like everyday occurrences so I can’t recall if they actually happened or if I dreamed them.

Pain News Network

A Weird Trick to Get Doctors to Listen to You — Pain News Network

By Crystal Lindell, PNN Columnist There’s a lot of advice out there on how to get a doctor to take you seriously. Most of it is wrong. Lu

This ABSOLUTELY works.

I have used this for many years. Definitely b do it.